EDITED 5/30/2020
Alec had reluctantly wandered into the room; Magnus had left the room with tear-stained cheeks and a gorgeous smile on his face. He had offered no explanation to either man, instead telling Alec to go into the room to speak to Clary. Wesley had argued, wanting to know what was going on immediately. Magnus had calmed him, saying that once his husband was done speaking to Clary, Wesley would have the opportunity to speak to her as well.
Alec closed the door behind him, hesitating in the doorway and eyeing her warily. She was sitting up on the bed, back against the headboard with the pillows on the ground, out of her way. Clary was looking at him too, like she didn't know what to say.
"Are you okay?" Alec broke the silence. "You scared me half to death with the screaming.."
"I woke up," Clary sighed, "Wesley went to take a shower and do lunch, and then I got up to wake Magnus up and when I touched him I remembered everything, all the memories Jocelyn made him take from me."
"Wow." Alec moved forward and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her in surprise. "That's great."
"Alec." Clary sighed. "Remember how I told you that Luke was the only father I ever knew?"
"Yeah." Alec leaned forward, balancing his elbows on his knees.
"That isn't true." Clary said. "My memories were altered to make it seem that way. In reality, Luke was only there for my mother. I was a burden to him. He'd forget me at school sometimes, leave me to my own devices on the rare occasion that he had to watch me. But far more often, I was with Magnus. Like Tessa said yesterday, Magnus has always been my Dad. He is my father; I grew up knowing Raphael as my brother. I know this is weird and complicated and not what was expected, but Magnus is leaving it up to us to figure out whether or not our relationship needs to change with this new . . . development."
"You're asking if I want to be your Dad?" Alec clarified. He looked conflicted, like he wasn't sure what he wanted to say.
"Uh," Clary hesitated. "This is so confusing." She dropped her head into her hands.
Alec sighed and rounded the bed, slipping in beside her. "Clary." He angled his body towards her and grabbed her hand in both of his. "I love you, Clary. I always will." He promised, rubbing his thumb across her pulse point. "No matter what you decide you want from me, I will be here. I will be your big brother; I'll be your Dad if that's what you want. But Clary, when you decide, you have to be sure. Like you said, this is complicated. Sure, Magnus and I already have Raphael and Madzie, but if it's decided that you're our daughter too, not just Magnus', I wouldn't want to hide that. I love my kids, and I'm proud of them. I'd want to brag on you, not as my sister but as my daughter. That could become complicated, and then there is mom and dad, who think of you as their child."
"I guess there's no way for this to work, huh?" Clary tossed her hair out of her eyes.
"Magnus will always be your father, Clary. No matter what is decided, Magnus isn't going anywhere. And you don't have to decide to be my daughter just because I'm married to your father. But I didn't say that it wouldn't work. We have options, but I refuse to let you make a rash decision here. We can talk about our options, we can discuss with the people involved, namely Magnus, Wesley, Izzy, Raphael, mom and dad. But we aren't going to make a decision today."
Clary nodded. "What options?"
Alec sighed. "Well, option one is that nothing between us changes. We go on like always, I'm your big brother and you're my baby sister."
Clary nodded and waited for him to continue. "Option two, to the outside world nothing has changed and behind closed doors we are father and daughter. I'm not as fond of that option since I've done enough hiding for the last twenty-three years. Not even mentioning my past lives."
"I don't like that option either." Clary agreed.
"Option three," Alec sighed. "We are father and daughter in state of mind only. I just say you're my daughter and that's that. And then there's option four. We do another transference ceremony. We'd have to do some research, but there's a possibility that we could make you Magnus and I's biological child. I don't know if it will work since he's a warlock and sterile. If not, you can be my biological child, although we'd probably have to find a mother..."
"Well." Clary sighs. "That certainly gives me a lot to think about."
Alec laughed and pulled her into him, kissing her hair. "I would think so." He stayed there for a minute, nose pressed to her hair, eyes closed, arms wrapped around her. "I love you, Clary." He murmured.
"I love you, too." She whispered into his shoulder.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Clary asked, walking down the street hand-in-hand with Wesley. Despite her question, she had a wide smile on her face. "Shouldn't we have told them that we left?"
"Maybe." Wesley shrugged. "But then we would have had to deal with Magnus and Alec freaking out."
"They might be freaking out anyways since we up and disappeared," Clary laughed as Wesley pulled her into the lobby of an apartment building. She looked around as best she could as Wesley was still pulling her along quickly. It was a very nice, fancy looking building, even higher-class than Magnus'.
"Yeah, maybe." He grinned back at her as he pulled her into the elevator just as the doors were starting to close. There were already five other people in the little metal box. A young couple, the woman had a baby in her arms, a middle-aged man towards the back with earbuds in his ears, and an elderly woman, clutching her purse in her hands.
Wesley smiled and stood behind Clary with his arms wrapped around her waist and his chin on her shoulder. Clary smiled as well and leaned back against him, placing one hand on his wrist and crossing her other arm across her body and holding on to his bicep.
Wesley turned his head and kissed her cheek. Clary smiled and turned her head when he moved away. "I love you." She whispered.
"Mm." Wesley placed his lips near her ear. "I love you too, darling."
The elevator dinged having arrived on the twelfth floor and Wesley moved his hands to the sides of her hips and moved her forward off of the elevator. He took her hand again once the doors closed behind them and led her to the penthouse.
"Is this where you live?" Clary asked as they walked down the hall together.
"It is." He nodded, pulling his key out and opening the door. Clary waited patiently beside him as he unlocked the door and pulled it open. He put his key back into his pocket and held the door open for her, gesturing with his arm politely.
Clary smiled thankfully and wandered into the penthouse. It was beautiful. The walls were white with high ceilings, there was a gorgeous staircase leading up to a second floor and there were windows on two of the walls that were gigantic and circular and clock faces that worked, the second hand was ticking away, silently. Clary spun around slowly, examining the beautiful black leather couches and fancy decor.
"It's amazing." She breathed.
"I'm glad you like it." Wesley told her honestly. "Because, I have hope that one day it'll be yours as well." He smiled and took her hand, pulling her towards the staircase. She followed him up to what appeared to be a small loft and gasped when she saw what he had set up.
There was a little projector pointing towards one blank, white wall and on the other end of the room was a pile of pillows and blankets with a small table of snacks and drinks nearby.
"Wesley." She turned to him with a smile. "This is amazing."
"You like it?" He asked nervously.
"I love it." She assured him. "And you."
He swooped in for a quick kiss before grinning broadly at her and pulling her over to the little set up. "I love you more than words could ever express, darling."
He sat down and pulled her with him, stretching his legs out and waving a hand. The opening credits of a movie started up and an assortment of snacks and drinks settled around them.
"Will you teach me to do that one day?" Clary asked him curiously, leaning forward to take a handful of popcorn, offering a piece to Wesley.
"Of course, I will." He said, eating the piece of food out of her hand, making her laugh.
"I know this is supposed to be a date and all, but I could use some advice." Clary said quietly.
"I don't care what it is we are doing, love. I'll always listen to whatever it is you have to say."
Clary smiled at him. "Magnus raised me, he was my father up until Jace found me at the club on my eighteenth birthday like I told you." Wesley nodded, his eyes never leaving her face. "I got those memories back this morning, like I told you and that presented me with a decision that I have to make. My biological brother is married to my . . . I guess basically adoptive father. I mean, I grew up knowing Magnus as dad and Raphael as my big brother, Tessa was my aunt. I just . . ." she sighed. "Alec gave me a few options on how to proceed. We could go on as normal, just being siblings, we could be father and daughter in name only, or there's the option of doing another transference ceremony. But that is questionable, because we don't know if it will work with both Magnus and Alec being men and Magnus not being able to have kids and then if that doesn't work and we still do it with Alec being my father, who would be the mother?"
"The transference ceremony would work." Wesley told her. "I've seen it done before a few times. It isn't like having a baby. You are just altering your DNA, not trying to conceive. You would be taking parts of Alec's DNA and parts of Magnus' DNA to make you half of each. It's different, but it will work. If that's what you choose to do."
"Do you think it's a stupid idea?' Clary asked, gesturing with her hands. "I mean, Alec signed up to be my brother, not my father."
"That was before he realized who he really is." Wesley said. "And let's be real, even before Alec remembered his past lives, he's been parenting you. He parents all of you. He's a natural parent."
"True." Clary shrugged. "But you didn't answer my question."
Wesley smiled at her. "No, I don't think it's a stupid idea."
"He said he was fine with whatever I chose, but he didn't say what he wanted me to do." Clary sighed. "What if I end up forcing him into something he doesn't want?"
"He wouldn't have given you an option that he was against."
"He did. One of the options was acting like everything was normal in front of everyone and then being father and daughter behind closed doors. He told me he wasn't fond of that option."
"Exactly." Wesley said. "He told you he didn't like it. So, he isn't afraid to tell you if he doesn't like something. I've never known him to be afraid of speaking his mind. Did he tell you he doesn't like any of the other options?"
"No." Clary shook her head.
"So, pick from those. What is it that you want?" Wesley asked her.
"You're just as much in this decision as I am." Clary dodged the question. "You should give me your input."
"How am I in this?" Wesley allowed her to change the subject.
"We're soulmates. You're family too. I mean, we'll be like Alec and Magnus one day, right? Married, maybe with kids. You are in this too. Right?"
Wesley looked at her fondly, a certain glow in his eyes. "That's right." He nodded. "I think you should go for either option one or option two. Option three is messy."
"How so?" Clary probed.
"Well, he's only laying claim to you in words. There's no legal or written word there that you're really his kid. Or Magnus'. Robert and Maryse would still have power over you, ex-circle members, even if Maryse is reformed, Robert is still questionable. Alec and Magnus wouldn't have any rights if there was an emergency, technically neither would Maryse since she has been de-runed. It would be up to Robert, the man who was having an extra-marital affair and can't accept that his son is not only gay but is also dating a filthy warlock."
"Then I guess I know what I'm going to do." Clary smiled and leaned in to kiss him. "Thank you for listening to me."
"The sound of your voice is the finest music in the world to me." Wesley told her honestly, reaching up to cup her face.
The sweet moment was broken by the sound of Clary's phone going off.
"Damn it." Clary pulled the phone out of her purse. "It's Alec, naturally."
Wesley laughed. "Answer it before he goes mental."
Clary pressed the green button and put it up to her ear. "Hello?"
"Where the hell are you?" Alec demands.
"Um..." Clary raised her eyebrows in surprise. "You realize you aren't my dad yet, right? And I'm eighteen."
"You were kidnapped for two weeks, presumed dead, went through a life-altering change of species, woke up only to pass out again and now you are missing, yet again. Tell me where you are."
"Fair enough." Clary admitted. "I'm with Wesley, at his apartment on a date."
"You're not old enough to date." Alec replied immediately. "Come home. We missed Magnus' birthday, so we are having a little get together. Just portal back here, it's faster." He hung up.
Clary pulled the phone away from her ear, looked at it and then at Wesley in shock. "He just told me I'm not old enough to date, are you sure you still want him to be my dad?"
Wesley just looked at her in shock.
Alec watched as Clary hugged Magnus around his neck and the bright smile that was on Magnus' face as he, in turn, wrapped his arms around her.
Wesley sidled up next to Alec and smirked. "Jay," He sighed, making Alec turn to him. "You seriously told her she isn't old enough to date?"
Alec laughed. "I'm not James anymore you know?"
"You're always going to be Jay to me. You were my best friend. Still are. Now you're also my soul mate's brother. Probably soon-to-be father. She talked to me about that."
"Good. I'm glad she talked to someone."
"Dad." Alec looked over at Raphael. "It's time for presents."
"Ah, thanks hijo." Alec pulled a tiny box out of his pocket. "Give this to Madzie will you? It's her gift for your papa."
Raphael did as Alec asked of him and Alec retreated to the bedroom, pulling a box out from under the bed and returning to the living room just in time to see Magnus lift the lid off of Madzie's gift.
"Oh, Sweet pea!" He exclaimed. "It's beautiful." He pulled out the silver bracelet with the green gem dangling off of it with a smile. He embraced their daughter before catching Alec's eye.
Alec moved forward and held the box out to him. "I'll hold it, you take the lid off." He instructed. Magnus gave him a questioning look but did as his husband told him.
His eyes brightened as he looked in the box and he smiled up at Alec before reaching in and pulling the little black kitten out of the box.
"Alexander!" He gasped. "You shouldn't have."
Jem came over and took the box from Alec and the lid off the floor, going to dispose of it.
"What are you going to name him?" Alec reached forward and scratched behind the kitten's ears.
"Gideon." Magnus replied, Alec gave him an unimpressed look. Magnus just leaned forward and kissed him quickly before going back to tending to his new kitten.
"Uh!" Jem shouted. "Magnus, Alec you should see this."
Magnus and Alec rushed into the kitchen, Raphael, Izzy and Simon behind them. Clary was standing with Jem who had his hand under her chin, tilting her head to the side, examining her neck.
"What's going on in here?" Magnus demanded, handing Gideon off to Simon. He rushed forward and looked at what Jem was so closely examining.
"Simon go get Wesley." Alec ordered.
Simon hesitated but left when Alec sent him a pleading look.
"How is this possible?" Jem asked Magnus.
"It shouldn't be." Magnus shook his head.
"What's going on, Magnus?" Alec stepped forward and caught sight of what they were looking at. "By the Angel..."
An Iratze was on Clary's neck, clear as day. "Her runes are coming back. That was the first rune she ever got." Alec informed them.
"What does this mean?" Isabelle asked, coming forward as well, peering at the rune on her sister's neck.
Wesley walked into the room and up to the group quickly, his eyebrows rose in shock.
"I think that it means," Magnus sighed. "Clary's pure angel blood most likely resisted the demon blood that tried to take over. Judging by the fact that she still has her warlock mark, I think she is in the same situation as Alexander. I think she is half warlock and half Shadowhunter."
"The entire reason we even did the ritual was to break her and Jonathan's connection." Isabelle pointed out. "At least say that we got rid of it."
Magnus opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He made eye contact with Clary and looked at her sadly. "I don't know. It's hard to tell."
"So, she might still be connected to that monster?" Wesley demanded.
"It is entirely possible." Magnus nodded.